Blog Tour! Exile: Breaker, by A.F. Henley and Kelly Wyre

Today we’re thrilled to have authors A.F. Henley and Kelly Wyre on the blog to tell us about their new release, Breaker (Exile #1)! Check out this fantastic new release, a teaser from the book, and much more!

Welcome to the Breaker (Exile, Volume 1) Blog Tour and Giveaway! We’re both super excited about this new release and thrilled to be able to share it with you. Throughout this tour, we’re going to be introducing many of the characters within, and associated with, Exile’s bizarre shores, as well as introducing Exile itself. Then we’re going to top that off with a quick little teaser.

However, before we get into any of that we wanted to remind you that we’ve got a couple of awesome giveaways going along with the tour so be sure to read through to the end to find out how you could win either a Silver-plated Starfish Anklet (just by leaving a single comment!), or the grand prize of a signed, print copy of Breaker, a coordinates bracelet with the Believe. Seek. Prove. reminder so you can always find your way back to the island of Exile, and a $20 gift certificate to the Less Than Three Press book market.

The Character Discussion

Kelly Wyre: Oh. Oh this one. *looks at Henley with a lip quiver*

AF Henley: No. Second book. Spoilers.

KW: Hey! I loved her in THIS book, plenty. She’s just so awesome. So much endurance. So much personality. So much kiss-my-ass-sass.

AFH: *lifts eyebrow* Another one of YOUR original characters again, hm?

KW: You know, I didn’t make this character list alone. Just sayin’. We can talk about YOUR guys. We HAVE talked about your guys. All one of them.

At first glance, it was easy to assume Spring had been an old woman when she’d been given the Cure. She was hobbled, bent over and bowed along the spine. Her hair was long, wispy, and white as snow. Her skin was tanned and leathery, something one didn’t see often post-Cure; tanning was, after all, a skin response to UV radiation. The Cure healed the cells as fast as they could change color.

Spring walked with a cane and an aide, and every step was painful to watch, though probably not as painful as it was to experience. Spring’s expression when moving was twisted into a grimace of concentration. She wore long, loose robes that hung off her frail body. The room, already quiet, went absolutely silent as Spring made her way to her appointed chair.

“What’s this?” she asked in a voice far younger than any crone’s. Spring was Eddie’s age. The Cure or, more specifically, the battle that continually waged in her body against the Cure, had done the rest. “Why put the chair there when it’ll only have to be…” Spring huffed and shoved her man toward the offending chair. “Fix it.”

“Yes, ma’am.” The man lifted the chair and put it down next to the one facing the semi-circle of Council. The one meant to be Eddie’s.

“Fools,” Spring pronounced them all. “Making me walk here and do a dance from circle to center.” Spring fixed her pale gaze on Eddie, and the force of it stiffened him as he stood next to Kaeva. “Well, come on then. Let’s get to it. I’m dying more by the second, here.”

Eddie turned wide eyes to Kaeva, who nodded and gestured for Eddie to go sit.

“Good to see you, Spring,” Lake said as she settled into her seat. Eddie tentatively stood next to his own chair, eying the Council and Spring with equal distrust.

“Maybe it will be, maybe it won’t be,” Spring said. She rolled a wrist in an impatient gesture.

“Usually we start a bit more formally, but Spring’s been good enough to break the ice for us,” Lake said. “We’re here today to meet Eddie Florence.” Lake went around the room and introduced everyone. Eddie’s eyes flicked from one person to the next, and Kaeva knew if there was a quiz later, Eddie would fail. Just like everyone who’d ever been in his shoes.

“And this is Spring. She’s our seventh Council member—”

“Idiots voted me in,” Spring interrupted with a sniff.

“—and she’s our Truthsayer.”

Spring made a rude nose in the back of her throat and spit on the floor. “Fancy word for human lie detector.” She glanced up at Eddie. “Sit. You’re irritating, hovering up there like that.”

In the wake of several near-cataclysmic events, humanity created the Cure, a DNA-altering antidote to death by disease and old age. But all cures come with side effects: a small percentage of the population develops a wide range of powers, some of which are lethal to others, and some which are lethal to the wielder.

These people are called the Estranged, hunted and shunned, safe only on the Island of Exile. It is here that Kaeva and Eddie meet—and where they set a prophecy in motion, quite possibly sealing their own demise, and even the end of Exile.

Genre: Gay, Urban Fantasy

Notes: contains some explicit content and includes thoughts and discussions of past and potential suicide.

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Until next time,

Kelly Wyre and AF Henley ❤

Kelly Wyre enjoys reading and writing all manner of fiction, ranging from horror to romance. She used to work in advertising but is now happily chained to her writing desk and laptop. Kelly relishes the soft and cuddly and the sharp and bloody with equal amounts of enthusiasm. She’s a coffee addict, a workaholic, a chronic night owl, and loves a good thunderstorm. Currently Kelly resides in the southeastern United States.

Henley was born with a full-blown passion for run-on sentences, a zealous indulgence in all words descriptive, and the endearing tendency to overuse punctuation. Since the early years Henley has been an enthusiastic writer, from the first few I-love-my-dog stories to the current leap into erotica. A self-professed Google genius, Henley lives for the hours spent digging through the Internet for ‘research purposes’ which, more often than not, lead seven thousand miles away from first intentions but bring Henley to new discoveries and ideas that, once seeded, tend to flourish. Henley has been proudly publishing with Less Than Three Press since 2012.

Actually, I suppose that it’d be possible to maintain a tan – or even a burn – for a few hours, but beyond that, you’d regenerate. Especially since sunburns actually genetically alter the cells, so the Cure would be all over that noise, fixing it.

But melanin differences are possible, as skin color is controlled by at least six genes. Since the Cure isn’t delivered at the time of conception, genetic patterns that are already aligned when the baby is actually born stick around. Except for the destructive ones. For example, there’d be no more MTHFR mutations, either by birth or by circumstance in life, so everyone’s methylation pathways (the things that help you use sustenance to survive) would be good and hardy. Hence the reason there’d be no more heart disease or gut absorption issues.

I digress. Suffice to say, it still manages to be a DIVERSE world while also being a rather pasty one.

Yes, I suppose I meant pasty as a relative term but it doesn’t actually fit does it? xD
My little brother is the only one of us five kids to inherit the Native American look from my father’s side of the family, the browner skin, the dark straight hair. (until it grows too long that is, then the Scottish curls start showing up xD ) The rest of us are pale and red-haired. I’m the only one of us that can’t tan at all. My life is milky white.

But my brother, he goes from slightly brown, to deep brown when he tans. So I’ve always considered his normal brown to be pasty.

What Kelly said! Honestly, there were things that we thought of halfway into the novel that we hadn’t realised at the start of things. For example, how grateful we were that none of our characters had to worry about a hymen. O.o

But that just made the world-building that much more fun. Or, is it funner? XD

I always feel bad for Spring. What the Cure has done to her & the hardships she’s going through everyday. From the sound of your discusssion, I think someone is going to be cured (not Cured) in the next book . *taps chin*

TBH, I didn’t imagine her as an old lady (or at least what she is atm) when you mentioned her in one of the early blog posts in this tour. I liked her ability the moment you’ve told it to us. I mean, who would not want to be a human lie detector, right? That’s some badass power, there. It reminds me of J. Scott Coatsworth’s Between the Lines novel where one of the MCs can see the truth in the words someone says using this certain medallion. I would have liked it if the said novel had been longer, tho.

And did Spring spook the hell out of Eddie? I imagine him hiding behind Kaeva & trying to will in his mind the day to be over. LOL.

Oh boy, isn’t she a dear? On the other hand being in constant pain in some way is unimaginable and I feel sorry for her.
It also makes her quite a character. Having Eddie to face her – what a great contrast! 😃
Please do not think of me being an asshole, guys, but from the moment she entered the scene, she reminded me of that witch and her gingerbread house from Hänsel und Gretel.
And yes, I would constantly snap to attention in her presence!

HA! She’d probably be okay with the idea of a witch that eats children who try to eat her house. I can actually hear that argument. “Damn brats tried to eat my HOUSE, officer. What would YOU have done?”